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Mr. Popples the Killer Teddy Bear....

Mr. Popples the killer teddy bear
you think he's so cute but he'll sneak up on you when no one else is there
He'll take his hammer and kill you without a care

Don't keep him in your room at night
or he'll kill you with a screaming fright
He carries around his little hammer
Sneaks around in the night thinking when he'll slam on her

Mr. Popples the killer teddy bear
you think he's so cute but he'll sneak up on you when no one else is there
He'll take his hammer and kill you without a care





Mr. Popples' Ear

Mr. Popples was a killer teddy bear
He would kill and kill without a single care,
Him and I got in a small fight, t’was I he should fear
now he goes around missing an ear





Mr. Popples' Revenge

 late at night as I stare
into the cold night air
I sit and have not one care
but see a face of a teddy bear
now this teddy bear is missing an ear
and I feel a shrilling fear
Mr. Popples is his name,
for me it was he came
rising back from the dead
to get the missing piece to his head
it was long ago
we was in an argument,
I was his creator, but he brought me to much torment
so I cut off his cotton ear
and fed it to raging deer
now that deer fell over dead
with hammer marks made in his head
the ear that the deer had
came out looking really bad
and now Mr. popples is back for revenge
now you may say that I made him and should not fear
but the way he looks makes me cringe
I cant hide
cant slide
away
he comes for me with a smile
he’s lifting his hammer, I pray its just a dream
911 I try to dial
all they do is laugh and laugh
until they hear my scream
I drop the phone with broken hands
as he slowly brings over a fan
"why'd you cut off my ear, my dear, why’d you feed it to a deer, why’d you betray me like you did, why’d you ask me to stop scaring little timid kids, why’d you make me only to destroy me, why do I wanna kill now what I see, in front of me, say your final godless prayer, I have now become the human slayer"
oh shit, now I have a real reason to fear
I feel coldness draw near
I feel hammers cracking my skull
I feel my lungs collapse and my insides fall
Mr. popples took control of it all




Mrs. Popples

back from the dead
I’ve sown a new ear to Mr. popples head
in fear he would kill again
in fear he would create this big sin
him and I get along now
I’m really not quite sure how
maybe its our hate
and rage
for all the people walking
like leeches through this crazed maze
sucking the life outta all they can
I started giving Mr. popples a hand
grab my hammer
kill them all
blood gushes over
each of their walls
death upon them
from Mr. popples and I
we made a bond hearing them all scream and cry
Mr. Popples really isn’t all that bad
just because he likes to see people dying sad
just because he likes to drain them of the life
they claimed they had
living off their last morsels of hope
I tie a string around their necks
as he takes his hammer
and strikes them in a small peck
till it gets harder and harder
blood wounds gushing larger and larger
we come across someone else
another teddy bear
killing without a care
she did not say her name
only the crime of her game
killing with a butter knife
laughing as one loses their life
then plucking out their eyes with a spoon
feeding them to maggots til they die
Mr. popples fell in hellish love
now Mrs. Popples helps reign
in his joy of giving pain






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any ideas on a new Mr Popples poem dp me and ill write it



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On Wednesday January 4th, 2006, coly (76) writes:
lol its dementidly cute lol



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